Prepared by Fate 1
As the lightning strikes again it illuminates a huge plume of thick smoke, a vast black miasma of death and destruction.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 10
The air she drew in was as sharp as the broken glass, stinging her throat and lungs with cold, and the plumes of mist that kept bursting out from between her lips were uneven and jagged, accompanied by soft little moans she simply could not keep herself from
Introducing Sunshine the Kangon
I do have another colour though...something that my mother deliberated over i believe when i first eased my nose over her pouch edge, and she almost named me sunset, rather than my current nom de plume.
The Lost Night. Part One.
I pull my rotting blanket up to my chin, my breath coming out in plumes of frosty steam. dogs bark in the south end of the old abandoned steel yard i call home, and finally the pain of hunger is too much to take.
Balto: Chapter 1: Life Debt
.\ _ within blades of white snow under a setting sky, the clouds holding plumes of a gentle gold sun, balto sharply drew in the wind.
In a Sympathetic World
Until like a wilting flower it fades away, like plumes of smoke being whisped out of existance by the cruel winds of change. i was lucky enough to find love and cherish it, finding it right under my nose. lucas is what they called him.
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Stroking the turkey's busy one and the leather of his sleeve now politely but firmly pushed him back as he sank softly to his knees instead "aww merle, y're too good to me," the turkey grinned, his now-free hand taking the pipe as another tall plume
david's college days part seven
In the morning at about 9:30 the plumbers arrived and started work on the pluming then the other people arrived to do other stuff to the house like wiring and checking on health & safety.
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 3
Rufio puffed up his cheeks and blew out a thick plume of smoke in response, rolling his eyes yet again. "those lonin boys have been -" the vixen called bethany suddenly appeared in the doorway.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 79
And rising up above the trees, so very far away, was a thick plume of grey smoke, pushing its way into the blue. everyone had stopped to look, and although nobody could put it into words, they could all feel it.
The Seeker, Chapter 33
So far he had not added his own fire plume to the effort, saving it for last. and it was time, now or never.
The Raptor - A Halloween Poem
Leave no fine plume as a token of that tripe thy soul hath spoken! leave my loneliness unbroken! quit the poster 'bove the door! take thy teeth from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" chimed the raptor, "same size vore!"